Annabeth Chase/percy Jackson Novels & Stories

A SASSY Princess from Rajasthan whose tongue is sharper than the sword but has a spring heart full of world She is 'PERSEPHONE' "I want to be alone and I also want people to notice me. Both at the same time .. Introduction Of The Families:- Family of ShivShakti :- Father : Rudra Singh Rathore (Retired Police officer) Mother : DurgaShakti Singh Rathore (Work from Home) Elder set of Twins Uncles : Yudhishthir Singh Rathore and Yuvaan Singh Rathore (Owner of RATHOREs Empire) First Elder Brother : Ansh Davis Grey (MD in GREYs , NY) {Ansh is the Biological Son of Rudra and His dead lover named MOMPI but Ansh was adopted by Davis GREY who married Rudra's and Mompi's bestfriend named PORISHMA DAS}

I felt a flash of electricity surge through me, and I fought off the urge to shiver in reaction. "Who are you? You asked to see me." I asked her even though I already knew she was the one for me. "My name is Annabelle. I am the firstborn daughter of the great witch, Elysia. Her great works precede her, and I am sure if you do a little research, you will find out that things are really not as deep as you think they are. I am a seer, gifted from birth, but it was never something that I wanted to do. I know this might be too sudden, but a lot of time has been manipulated by the cursed one to not give you the time you need to prepare." She said, and I sat down.

She shut her eyes again…. She was being chased in the woods…branches scratched her arms and her legs as she kept running from those pursuing her… All of a sudden she felt something sharp cut her ankle and she slipped, screaming as the pain lanced through her. By the time she was able to stand up, a cold hand gripped her around the neck and more hands gripped her by the ankles…she didn’t see their face, the only thing she saw was a total darkness…. In the next scene she woke up all of a sudden and realised her legs were covered in dried blood. Her clothes were torn and her hair was covered in dirt. She looked around her and she realised she had been raped… she screamed but no sound came out o

I, Morrigan of Hymir, the current queen of the blessed lands of Hymir, hereby abstain from my position as the monarch and mother of the nation. For I have sinned a thousand unforgivable sins. My hands are tainted with the blood of innocents and thus haunt me from night and day.

said Charles, one of the delegates that were chosen by Jaxon to look after a pack in the west that had been conquered by Blazepelt. Most of the people that were on the table were people that represented Jaxon in conquered packs and others such as the commander of the pack's warriors and the Gamma who Anabelle had never met. Surprisingly she was a woman with cut chestnut brown hair and slit eyebrows. The Gamma also had tattoos that went around her arms and to her neck. Anabelle wondered if they were like Jaxon's tattoos but somehow she knew that they looked too artistic to communicate that they were for a position. Luckily, she did not have a scar on her face but she was oddly quiet. Anabelle

“Then stand by me. Not as a soldier. Not as a pawn. As a sister. Though I do not trust you a hundred percent and I know that you understand that very well, I want to be able to do so.” She nodded, slowly. I exhaled, watching the final mourners walk away from Caleb’s grave. The earth was still fresh. Still unsettled. Like us. “Come on,” I said, turning toward the house. “This war isn’t going to wait for us to heal. And neither are the monsters hiding in that mist. There are things for us to prepare and are standing back here is not going to help anything.” “That I agree with. But first I'm going to need to check on Lysandra. Do you want to come with me?”

I smile widely at them, “let’s go.” We run to the field, warriors already there and Gamma Gabe stands in front pairing people off, all heads turn as we approach, “Good morning, Gamma who will I be partnered with this fine morning.” He laughs as he looks out over our men, “Chase,” he calls out, “you’re with Alpha Abigail for sparing 1st,” I inwardly giggle, this is the boy that use to bully Jackson and Richard a warm smile graces my face. I walk towards the ring and climb between the ropes as he climbs in the other side, stepping over the top rope.

he said as he smiled at them " my name is Jack and you guys are?" " T..The Edge mercenaries I'm Dave The leader...sir " After he said his name he looked at the person standing next to him which made the person jump. ' maybe I overdid it?' Jack thought to himself but continued smiling. " I...I'm ..c...chase an assassin " and like that they all followed suit . " Lea Archer " " Marie ...priest..sir.." he tilted his head as he look at her . " preist?"

“A fair question.” His gaze moved past me toward Zariah. Her shoulders stiffened instantly. “I’ve been waiting a long time to meet her.” Every protective instinct I possessed came alive. The man noticed. His amusement deepened. “Interesting.” “I asked a question.” My voice had gone colder. The stranger finally looked back at me. “My name is Victor Hale.” The name meant nothing. Apparently it meant something to Darius. I saw the exact moment recognition appeared on his face. Then came disbelief.

I repeated, confusion knitting my brow. “In this world, arcanios are those born with special powers,” he explained, his eyes sharp, studying my reaction. A wave of fear and excitement surged through me, clashing within like a storm threatening to consume me. My breath quickened, and my hands clenched involuntarily at my sides as I locked my gaze onto him. I searched his face for any sign of deception, any crack in the facade that might give away a lie. His expression remained composed, but the intensity in his eyes hinted at the weight of something monumental, something I wasn’t sure I was ready to face.